Men! Dead Or Alive, They Could Be

Do I Look Like I Have Anything ?" I Asked Him, In A Reasonable Voice. He Looked As Unnerved As The Nurse Had. He Said, "sorry," And Backed Away. I Took A Step After Him. I Screamed, "i Have Nothing!" And Then I Said, In A Perfectly Calm Voice, "see, I Never Had Anything To Start With.

My Gran Had Always Told Me That A Woman--any Woman Worth Her Salt--could Do Whatever She Had To.

Let Go," He Advised Me, And I Loosened My Grip On His Hands. "no, Not Of Me," He Said, Smiling. "you Can Hold On To Me As Long As You Want. Let Go Of The Pain, Sookie. Let Go. You Need To Drift Away." It Was The First Time I Had Relinquished My Will To Someone Else. As I Looked At Him, It Became Easy, And I Retreated From The Suffering And Uncertainty Of This Strange Place.

They Say When One Door Shuts, Another One Opens. But They Haven’t Been Living At My House. Most Of The Doors I Open Seem To Have Something Scary Crouched Behind Them, Anyway.

I've Got Libraries In My Blood.